Transition Point For M' Lady Koyel Mitra Poem by ivor or ivor.e hogg

Transition point

The Sun as if reluctantly
sinks to the surface of the sea.
At meeting place of sea and sky,
a focal point which draws the eye.

Every shade of red that’s known
to man and some to God alone.
Were displayed in the western sky
As though determined to deny.

Approaching night its victory.
Then darkness fell quite suddenly
The reds transforming completely.
To dark blue lightened by the glow.

Of stars appearing one by one.
The last vestige of daylight gone.
The world below lay silently
an air of hushed expectancy.

A moment of serenity
which soothed my soul, enraptured me.
This spell was only broken by
the moon arising in the sky.

4-Sep-08

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